Our trip to Havana could be seen as a bit of an interlude. Not entirely Caribbean, like our exploits in the Lesser Antilles of weeks prior, nor entirely Central American, like our upcoming trip to Mexico. Instead, it stood as an icon of its own in the Caribbean Sea, between our origin and our destination, … More Cuba: Havana

Martinique We were certainly on the road again. After our three month stint in Utila it was starting to feel like home. The totally botched passage from there to Martinique solidified the fact that we were still very much traveling. At this point, however, we have transitioned from the rough-around-the-edges backpackers that we were to … More Lesser Antilles

Honduras isn’t the type of place that most tourists visit. It, more than most other places in Central America, is quite dangerous, with several of its cities coming with the dubious tag of “murder capital of the world” for some recent year. Utila, a bay island off the gulf coast of Honduras, is not like … More Honduras: Utila

We’ve reached the point in our trip where things are palpably winding down. We no longer have plans to visit several new countries in the next week or so. We’ve spent nearly the last month relaxing in various parts of the US, catching up with Ian’s family and handling plans of upcoming grandeur (like our … More USA: Seattle and the Southwest

We touched down in Palawan’s capital and largest city, Puerto Princesa, which feels more like a small town with an airport. Our guest house owner was waiting for us at the airport to give us a lift. We had three weeks of entirely unstructured time in the Philippines, which was far from our norm for … More The Philippines: Puerto Princesa to Manila

Cebu We touched down in Cebu with a bit of time to spare before sundown. The airport was not a very happening place, and securing a SIM card took longer than we expected, so we wandered around outside waiting for a taxi for a few minutes before we found the stand. The ride into the … More The Philippines: Central Visayas

Hanoi Hanoi is a city that’s absolutely teeming with life. It was evident as soon as we began to make our way from the airport. By the time we finally made it to the old quarter, there was hardly an inch to walk where there was not another person, scooter, cat, dog, rat, or small … More Vietnam